Sorry, Ellie's my name. Ellie Bartowski. I should have mentioned it.
I actually took a class on Baudelaire in college. Les Fleurs Du Mal. That's about as far as I delved into the realm of poetry, though I have to admit that everything you've linked here is wonderful.
I remember my father used to recite a poem while he worked about the gold rush in Alaska...? The Creamation of Sam McGee? It always made me smile.